The Sounds (2020) s01e05 Episode Script

Previously on "The Sounds"
The money is hidden
in a complicated web.
The fishery
just saved our town.
A buyer?
They find a dead body
and it's not Tom?
Oh they caught
the murderer -- Ryan Cottle.
My son never killed Aroha.
Canadian bloke drowned kayaking.
I think I'd notice
a floating Canadian.
Where are you from in America
Brad?
Denver.
- You been there?
- Red Rocks.
You owe me $330,000
I'll make it all good, I swear.
Been looking for you.
And now you've found me.
How can I help you, Zoe?
I need money.
Right. And you think I'm just
going to give it to you?
In exchange for information.
Yes.
About?
Tom.
I need $330,000.
Always about money.
It's worth it.
To find out you were sleeping
with my husband?
Yeah, we didn't
do much sleeping.
That's enough.
There's more.
Yeah, he was using.
I know.
Yeah, like you don't care.
He was an addict.
He relapsed.
You were clearly close at hand.
You know he was going to sail
off with me into the sunset.
Chill, lady.
I'm joking.
I didn't love him or anything.
We just had fun.
Mostly, him and me,
it was the drugs, okay?
Mostly. So what?
You want me to give you
all that money for information
I already have?
You can't have kids.
Tom talked about it a lot.
About you.
He said it really messed you up.
And now you can't keep
your hands off her, can you?
I wouldn't have to,
if she had a mother who cared.
Or a father.
Apparently he's even worse
than you are.
Does she look like him?
I've never met him.
Bella's father?
You were married to him.
How do you know that Tom
is Bella's father?
What do you think I am?
Well, you've just told me
who you are.
You're the girl who sleeps
around on her boyfriend.
Yeah,
Hayden's not my boyfriend.
He can hardly get it up.
What and I'm just supposed
to believe there's no one else?
Look at that baby.
Look at her.
Tell me she isn't his.
If you give me what I need,
you can have her.
What, you're going
to give her to me?
Your baby?
She came out of me.
That's all.
Who are they?
Don't worry about it.
Zoe.
They're the people
I owe the money to.
I used to work for them
but I lost a delivery.
You were dealing drugs,
and you stole from these people!
I lost some, okay?
You lost $330,000 worth?
And now you've brought
these people here.
Once they get the money,
they'll go.
What do you think's
going to happen
when Jack finds out
about all of this?
You're not going to tell him?
No. You're not.
Because then he's going to bust
those guys,
who'll think I ratted them out,
and my life will be worth living
even less than it is now.
How could you let this happen?
So you won't give me the money?
I don't have it.
I don't have that kind of money.
Fine, I'll go to Tom's family.
They're loaded.
You wouldn't do that.
How long was I out?
A while.
I have to leave.
Mnh-mnh.
Give us a look.
That's septicemia,
just like I said.
Look, you need a doctor,
or a hospital.
No. No.
Look I can clean it again, and I
can put in a couple of stitches.
You're not a U2 fan, eh?
They made Red Rocks famous.
You know, in Denver.
I don't drink.
On the wagon.
Good man.
Well, I save it
for special occasions myself.
But you
you're going to need something.
What are they?
Bit too late not to trust me,
bro.
These will hardly
take the edge off.
Or, the closest town
is a three-day hike that way
with who knows how many cops
in between.
You're going to want
to bite down on that.
Hi, there.
Who are you?
I'm the woman solving
all of Zoe's problems.
- Where is she?
- She's inside.
I'll meet the three of you
at the rest area
on the west side of town
in 30 minutes.
I just have to run an errand.
Unless you want me to bring her,
but she's a slippery
little fish, that Zoe.
This is not what we agreed.
No, it's what
we're agreeing now.
Do you want your problem
solved or not?
Yeah. We do.
Then I'll see you in 30 minutes.
Uh-oh.
Here's trouble.
Something like that.
You okay?
I know I said I could watch her.
What's happened?
Is it Tom?
No, it's just something
I have to do.
Okay.
Don't let her out of your sight.
Haven't lost one yet!
Maggie.
We need to talk.
Who have I murdered now?
You tell me.
Esther, I really have
other things to do.
- Like what?
- That's none of your business.
Yeah, the business.
Are you okay?
Um --
Don't like the water,
yeah I got it.
Um, the business.
What if somebody
wanted to buy it?
Then "someone" could go
jump in the ocean.
Even if the price is right?
Some things are not for sale,
Esther.
I'm not letting the Cabbotts
buy Tom's business.
What if it wasn't them?
I know it's a really hard
concept for you,
but the business
is Tom's legacy.
And what about
his business partner?
Doesn't he have a say in it?
Stuart is a 10 percent
stakeholder.
The decision is not
and never will be his.
It's not for sale.
Done.
I'll just catch my breath,
then I'll be out of your hair.
You're not going anywhere.
You make it sound like
I'm your prisoner.
This is not a prison.
Sorry, I just
I don't know anything about you.
Well, I could say the same
about you, "Brad".
Are you from Pelorus?
Once upon a time.
What changed?
Those bones.
The ones that brought the cops
back to the bush,
the one's that flushed you
out of your hidey-hole.
E hine e Aroha haere atu ra.
You're Ryan Cottle.
And you're stuck in the bush
with a convicted murderer.
Did you?
Murder her?
In the end,
what does it really matter?
If everyone thought I'd done
something like that,
I'd be pretty angry about it.
Angry?
Anger is a wound too.
You can't let it fester.
Otherwise,
it will eat at your soul.
I've done everything I can.
You should just stay put.
No, I --
I think I should go.
That wasn't a question.
You're late.
Have you got our money?
I'm sorry,
I was under the impression
I'd be dealing with the boss.
Alrighty, let's go.
We're celebrating.
Celebrating what?
Um Pelorus Salmon,
back in business.
Back in business.
Yeah, so now we can focus
on the important stuff.
Like burying Ru's girl.
And finding her killer?
Let's go.
The case is closed, Pania.
The cops have packed up
and gone home.
- You're so bloody blind.
- Stuart.
You wouldn't know the truth
if it turned around and bit you
in the bloody bum.
E hoa, tukana.
- "Let it go?"
- Pania
Ae, you lost your girl.
Yeah, ka aroha.
But I lost my boy, too.
Yeah, I know.
So I spoke to Maggie.
Oh, yeah. What about?
We need to go home.
About the trouble you're having.
- I thought maybe I could help.
- We're fine.
Aside from the whole bringing
the fishery to its knees
at the 11th hour thing.
Excuse me?
No one would blame you
for wanting to sell it.
Yeah.
We're not selling.
You must have considered it.
Never have.
Excuse me.
So the cops from Wellington
have gone back?
Case closed.
Again.
Detective Senior Sergeant Pilau
did the analysis, Pania,
and she believes
the conviction stands.
And what about you?
You knew Ryan.
So you're telling me
that you think that kid,
with a skinful of booze,
got her over the sound
to where she was buried?
He was 17 years old, Jack.
You have to let it go.
No, I don't have to let it go.
That's what you want me to do.
But I'm not going to.
I'm going to find my son.
And we're going to fight this.
Me and him.
And you know I can fight.
We'll take it as far
as it has to go --
to the bloody Supreme Court
if we have to.
He doesn't want that.
Well, how would you know?
He didn't want it to be
a millstone around his neck,
Pania.
Okay, he left it behind.
You should too.
At least with the people
around here,
they don't pretend to care.
So, what will it take?
What do you mean?
For your boat, I'll pay for it.
What would I do with money?
Everybody wants money.
The bush,
the sun, the water.
Te haumumutanga o te wa?
Better than gold.
So what do you want?
What I value most these days,
Brad, is the truth.
I've told you the truth.
Good.
Let's go then.
Just a word to the wise.
If you're going to say
you're from Colorado,
you might want to look up
Red Rocks.
It's a concert venue,
10 miles from Denver.
World famous
in New Zealand prisons.
Must've watched that U2 DVD
more than a hundred times.
And your accent needs work, eh?
You've been talking in town?
I don't go to town.
Who told you about me?
Calm down, I'm no nark.
You give me the keys
to your boat, now.
It's a pull start,
20 minutes down the track.
But shouldn't you tie me up
so I don't follow you?
Shut up!
Ah, your arm.
Houston, we have a problem.
Houston's in Texas by the way.
I'll shoot you.
No, you won't.
Don't make me do it.
I'm not making you do anything.
I'm just seeing
if you've got it in you.
Didn't think so.
Oh, yeah.
You think I'd trust an American
with a loaded gun?
Let me do the talking.
You must be Mitch Elliott.
Maggie Cabbott.
It's quite an enterprise
you've got here.
Gerberas and gypsophila,
mainly.
Although obviously
we've had to diversify.
Why do I feel like
there's a story there?
You want the short version?
My husband ran off
with the neighbor,
leaving my family farm in ruins.
All the gerberas in the world
weren't going to dig me
out of that hole.
And no silly little girl
is going to put me back in it.
Isn't that right, Zoe?
Sounds like your husband and
my husband would've got along.
Yeah, sounds like your one
was just as unpredictable.
That's why I'm here.
You're going to pay to deliver
this little madam
back to her baby.
If it's Tom's, yes.
- I'm telling the truth.
- What do you mean, if?
I need 48 hours
to get a DNA test.
If the baby is Tom's,
I will come back here
with every cent you're owed.
You were supposed
to have it now!
This is not a negotiation.
You're a businesswoman.
Everything's a negotiation.
48 hours.
I'd also like
Tom's connection to this
to be kept confidential.
It's nobody's business.
Especially not your stinking
rich in-laws back in Canada,
I imagine.
I just want what's best
for the little girl.
Well, it's probably not that.
Trust me, it's not
the Cabbotts either.
Mum, it's the Emporium,
about that order.
I ordered new curtains
for the front room.
Lukas, can you put the jug on
and stop eating the biscuits.
What the hell
do you think you're doing?
What? You're not so sure
that the baby is Tom's now?
You're supposed to just
give her the money.
Oh, I'm not an ATM.
But if I don't pay her,
she's going to kill me.
Wrong length, wrong color.
Honestly, how hard can it be?
So, you can have your 48 hours
because you trusted
your cheating husband
and he screwed you over.
And you can stay here
as a guarantee.
What?
If it turns out your husband
isn't the baby's father,
then Zoe becomes collateral.
Like I said, my only care
is for the child.
Looks like
we have ourselves a deal.
Take that one to the shed.
Maggie and I are going
to have a cup of tea.
Tasman Explorer.
Yeah, I know them.
High end.
- You sell them?
- No market 'round here.
They're bloody expensive.
Carbon fiber.
Tom Cabbott ever ask for one?
Not that I recall.
- Where's the nearest reseller?
- Christchurch.
And that's where he got
his yacht fitted out, yeah?
Most of it.
I did his tender for him.
- But no kayaks?
- Yeah.
A couple of garden variety
yellow ones.
Nice guy.
He liked to buy local.
I hear you
called the search off.
Yeah, officially.
Thanks, mate.
Are you going to turn me in.
Or
Murder you like
I did Aroha Kelliher?
Relax.
I'm not a murderer
and I'm not a nark.
Then where are we going?
To the other side of the Sound.
Like I said.
I don't want you
on this whenua.
Annette's getting worse.
At least she's
leaving the house.
Swaying all the way
to the bottle store.
- Poor Stuart.
- Poor everyone.
Let me guess,
fresh pot of jasmine.
- No.
- Gingernuts, I'll get you some!
What's wrong with Annette?
Where do you start.
She has a drinking problem?
Okay, that's probably not
any of your business.
You said she swayed all the way
to the bottle store.
Well, I should get going.
Sure.
See you later, love.
You know, people can be
private around here.
You were talking about her
out loud.
That's not private.
We call that "catching up".
Maybe you should invite
Stuart here
to do some more catching up.
- Why?
- Because
Actually, that might be
exactly what Annette needs.
A little bit of outside company.
Yeah.
That's a lovely idea.
How about tonight?
Yeah, sure, I'm keen.
Good.
We could cook them dinner
for them together.
- It'll be fun.
- No, it wouldn't.
Okay, I'll give them a call.
Is this the way
we came before?
I don't remember
coming this way.
There's only one way
to get there, Brad.
Yeah, I guess it's easy
to get turned around, aye.
Look, whoever you're hiding
from, I hope it's worth it.
It's my family.
If you'd had said that
from the beginning,
then we'd would have had
something to really talk about.
I told you, I'm not a nark.
You lock me up,
you disarm me,
you lie to me?
Bro, I saved your life.
See you soon, Mrs. Cabbott.
Hi, Hannah, it's Maggie.
Yeah, sorry I ran off before.
I can come and take Bella off
your hands now if you'd like?
And if I can get you
the sample today,
how soon could
I get the results?
No, no. Cost is not an issue.
That would be great.
If you e-mail me the invoice,
I can pay it right now.
Thank you.
Sorry, sweetheart.
Come here.
Oh. Good girl.
Good girl.
So if I get a courier now,
when will it get there?
Oh, will go on the night flight,
if Donny remembers the pick up.
And if he doesn't?
Well, then it'll go
on the morning flight.
I really need it to go now.
Must be important.
- You sick?
- What?
Well, you're sending it
to a medical lab.
That's private.
That will be $95.
I hope it's not diabetes.
It's not diabetes.
Sorry.
Get better soon, eh?
Thank you, Charlene.
So
Let me guess.
This is where you ask
about my hobbies.
How was work today?
Come on, that's shop talk.
Don't people normally
talk about work?
At dinner parties?
When there's an obvious
conflict of interest?
Don't think so.
Conflict of interest?
Pelorus Salmon.
Your current employer.
Do I need to spell it out.
I love it when people
spell things out.
Ah, dammit.
I'm going to help Kath.
Stupid.
Who are you again?
Does it matter?
Cheers to that.
Useless, this whole town.
Couldn't agree more.
Everyone knows everything,
except what actually matters.
Because if that got out
Hellfire and damnation.
Does Stuart ever talk to you
about the business?
Oh, incessantly.
Why does he want to sell?
He doesn't want to.
That's all Tom.
Sorry -- wasTom.
What was?
God,
I hate dinner parties.
Tom wanted to sell the fishery?
It's all hush-hush.
It's another bloody secret.
Just what this town needs.
Why would Tom want to sell?
Some convoluted offshore thing
involving a ridiculous amount
of money,
no one is supposed
to know about it.
Well, she's not wrong.
I'll tell you, those boys
are hard yakka at the moment.
They're just happy
to be staying over.
Well, I used to love staying
at my grand-dad's, too.
I should get going.
You don't want one
for the road?
I'd better not.
Well, it's not that
far to drive.
I'm okay.
Fair enough.
You must be exhausted.
Yeah, no, it's not that.
I --
The nights are rough.
I just lie there
wondering what happened?
What went wrong?
Look, I'd tell you
not to think about it,
but the night Beth passed,
we had a fight,
we had an argument.
It was about Zoe,
as it turns out.
"She'll need special
looking after".
Well, she got that right.
You're a good dad.
She's lucky to have you.
Well, I didn't want
to talk about her,
not that night.
I mean, Beth had cancer,
so we knew she was
going to die but
afterwards I wondered.
I wondered
if we hadn't have argued,
would anything
have been different?
Would I have more time with her?
I wondered about that
for a long, long time.
It's not very Kiwi for a bloke
to believe in soul mates.
Beth was mine.
Yeah, I know the feeling.
I suppose I could drink to that.
To soul mates.
May they rest in peace.
Is bacon and eggs okay?
Not hungry!
- Thank you.
- Are you okay?
You disappeared
so suddenly last night.
Good morning.
- Hey
- Good morning.
Yeah.
You do not have to keep
taking care of me.
Oh, what, are you kidding?
You're the only one
who appreciates it.
Yeah, unlike Dad who's just
in a permanent state
of father of the year.
Or grandfather of the year. Eh?
He's at work?
Oh, he's on some stealth
mission out in the Sounds.
A stealth mission?
Well, as you may have noticed,
he's a man of few words,
so you try and get anything
out of him when duty calls.
Sorry.
Um, I've actually been
expecting this, so
Oh, it's okay,
we're mooching.
- We're just mooching.
- Great. Thank you.
Maggie Cabbott
Yeah, that's me.
Yeah, still me.
I see.
So they're definitely a match?
Is there any possibility that --
Thank you.
Ryan?
Ryan?
We did it, Maggie.
We really fucking did it.